Истории Beautifulcreatures

At a young age Ezra was always told about a powerful Myth known as the flare, who had the ability to grant any wish. Intrigued by the possibility of solving all his problems with a single wish, he delved into the depths of the legend. According to the myth, all he needed to do was find the flare and confide his deepest desire. However, as the myth unfolded, a question loomed large: what price would he have to pay for the fulfillment of his wishes?

Four children born on the exact same day in different dimensional timelines. Bound by a centuries-old curse where they die every 21 years Secrets start to unravel; fracturing the only thing they knew to be real- themselves But one thing is for certain, the shadows have a way of coming back to claim what belongs to them Draco Malfoy x Reader

"Until we meet anon." In the Kingdom of Venustas, beauty is ruled and monsters are looked down upon. Prince Cillian, adored and arrogant, meets The Wretch, a monster hated by all. At first disgusted, he finds himself drawn to her, and their fragile connection becomes a world of love, fear and vengeance.

The passage presents an intensely detailed and almost reverent observation of Jhasmin's physical presence, describing her as a seamless embodiment of softness, harmony, and near-perfect beauty, where every feature-from her skin and arms to her face and overall form-flows together with effortless grace and luminous precision. This admiration then transitions inward, as the narrator, Kixi, reflects on herself with a similar sense of calm awareness, recognising her own body as equally balanced, refined, and whole. Through this mirrored perspective, both women are portrayed not as separate parts but as complete, harmonious beings, defined by natural elegance, quiet strength, and an unbroken sense of unity in their physical presence.

A girl who was seeking for work opportunities and she never has it, on her way home she has an accident which leads her to the hospital. Fate made her to meet the man who hit her down with his car but she never knew the guy was her boss.

Fe'stus couldn't shake the sinking feeling in his gut, as he slowly approached the gather from afar. He was nervous, and had reason to be, but there was an unusual tightening pulling at his chest. He slowed his approach, halting to take a deep breath, closing his eyes. 'The worst she can say is no, you won't die from that... ' He took another deep breath, eyes still concealed, and let it out softly. Just as he was about to open them, an earsplitting boom shattered his eardrums and ricocheted across the metropolis. ***** Will Fe'stus survive and can anyone save the Kato? What would happen if he is the last of his kind and still in danger? What of the strange girl on Earth... Follow Fe'stus on an explosive journey.

A poem based of the novels of Beautiful Creatures or The Caster Chronicles.

Chronicles of Hafsat!

- intense - dark academia - mystery - unknown - dark

The beauty and the beast the love story of mikey x takemichi crossover of the beauty and the beast and tokyo revengers (Mix of the disney and the original story) The story is happening in France like the original story

Yes, I'm not a princess. Not a little girl. But, I can be the queen of my own kingdom. The kingdom of Peace, Love, Hope, and acceptance for the people who lived there. My genuine love, and pure heart was the only one who could break the most unbreakable spell. And for the Woodman I inlove, will find a way to meet our paths and live peaceful forever.

Harry is just a farmer's son, no title, no power, no throne. Just calloused hands, a loving mother, and a quiet life on the edge of the kingdom. But the day he rescues an unconscious girl from the forest, everything changes. He doesn't know she's the princess. And by the time he finds out, it's already too late, the king's guards have dragged him to the dungeon for "kidnapping" her. Now Harry must survive a royal court that wants him dead, a princess who doesn't know whether to trust him, and a secret darker than either of them imagined: the girl the king calls his daughter... might not be his daughter at all. The Farmer's Son is a slow-burn royal romance about a boy who had nothing, a girl who had everything, and the truth that could destroy a kingdom.

"What have you done!? You must send this human back!" I shiver behind Cedar as the governor shouts. It wasn't even my fault that I entered their world. I haven't committed any illegal crime, then why are they making such a huge deal about it? --- Dahlia Miller is a 16 year old girl who lives with her grandma in a small town in Maine. One night, when she falls asleep, she finds herself in an unusual dream. She discovers extraordinary creatures which were exotic to the human eyes. Sinister events take place when she accidentally enters this mysterious realm, which soon reveal her true identity. --- "You're descended from Clemence!" The Enlightened replies. Ugh why is he so weird!? If it wasn't for the fact that this sage is the only being who knows about the curse, I swear I would have walked out of here by now. In fact, I wouldn't even come here in the first place. "Clemence who?" Daisy asks, slightly tilting her head to the left lilke a lost puppy. "Clemence The Witch. She's the one that the curse is all about! And this girl, the one who accidentally came to our realm, is a descendant of Clemence. The Scraps, the group of wizards that destroyed your base, are her followers and have been meaning to find a descendant of Clemence. They must have sensed something when she entered our world, and trust me when I say that The Scraps will stop at nothing to find the descendant so that they can bring back Clemence."

I was so bored and couldn't take anymore that, my future is already decided.. That I'm meant to be a queen.. If not queen then also I have to marry and then become a queen.. I don't like anybody to decide my future.. Till now I don't even know who I'm supposed to be.. I don't even know who am I.. I don't want to be a princess or a queen.. Or anything like that.. So I thought why don't I run away.. But problem is that there is a wall around your country.. And nobody knows whose behind the walls... But you're ready.. Will you be able to survive in such cruel world.. Or will you give up on your dreams...

This story and page is just to escape the real world and go to my own fantasy world, This is a mix of my interests and what i can find in my world. You can tell me if you would like a personalised tale of your own world. Enjoy!

Hi, I live on earth like everybody else. I try being like everybody else. I like a guy like everybody else....except, there is one problem...Im a guy. My name is Alex I am gay. I like this guy named Isaiah. He was my everything. I did everything for Isaiah. I told myself 'Do It For Isaiah.' Except he never returned the favor. 'Gay? Gay' (I read the fault in our stars book recently, and I thought why not I write a book! So I did, here it is. It's about 2 gay dudes who cross paths and fall in love. Can't wait to see what I right!!)

Links car ran out of gas just as we were about to leave my house, guess what im doing now? Walking the entire way to ravenwood manor. Its almost two whole hours till tomorrow, but I need to tell Lena the important news. Amma told me there is a dangerous being somewhere in the town. I have my suspension that its some kind of thing from the caster world, i hope its not. The sounds of wet grass touching my feet, sticks being broken not far away. I lean on a dry tree, watching if anyone is near by. Sticks being broken but this time closer. I pick up the speed. ravenwood manor is visible in the corner of my eye, i pick up more speed. I hear the sound of broken sticks coming closer, closer. Read to find out more. (I dont own the cover or beatiful creature franchise.)

Meaningful and short poetry about the relationship of man and mother nature.

CASTER CHRONICLES FANFIC THING. Lila Jane and Macon Duchannes - twins, and the children of the well known Ethan Wate and Lena Duchannes. They're about to be thrown into a journey all their own - fueled by fiery young love, teenage angst, and Darkness. Will they make it out the same? [Written when I was 11. God, don't judge. Not my best work, I'm sorry.]